


Dessert

by Ukume94



Series: Lovefool [3]
Category: Adam Driver - Fandom, adam sackler - Fandom, girls - Fandom
Genre: Animated GIFs, Begging, Couch Sex, Dom Sackler, Dom/sub, F/M, First Date, I wish Adam Sackler was real, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Spankings, Sweet Adam, safe sex, sub Reader
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2020-09-15
Updated: 2020-09-15
Packaged: 2021-03-06 23:01:29
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 1
Words: 5,324
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26436859
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Ukume94/pseuds/Ukume94
Relationships: Adam Sackler/Reader
Series: Lovefool [3]
Series URL: https://archiveofourown.org/series/1891660
Comments: 6
Kudos: 31





	Dessert

After talking with Adam and telling Brenda the good news, she insisted that you head to her apartment after work to borrow the perfect outfit.

Not really wanting to argue with her, the both of you hop into a taxi after work and head to her place.

She leads you into her bedroom and begins to scavenge around in her large closet.

“He is going to want you in every way. Well make him think you’re beautiful, which you are darling.” She says peeking out of the closet before returning to her task. “He’ll want to treat you like a princess and pound you into the mattress after.” She comes out with a thigh high maroon dress, black lace on the bottom and on the chest piece. “What do you think?” She asks.

“It’s beautiful and if it goes well I won’t be wearing it for long.”

“Bonus points if he fucks you with the dress on.” She winks.

Imagining Adam pressing you against the wall to his apartment and fucking your with the dress on makes you squeeze your legs together to ease the ache from your throbbing pussy.

“I hope I’m not dressing too nice, I don’t want him to think I look like a prom date.”

“That was years ago. That guy who said that before was a douche anyway. He didn’t deserve any of you and he ended up alone.” She shrugs.

“Not really, he ended up fucking Katharine that night.”

“Also the reason we’re not friends anymore. Don’t worry about it sweetie, Adam is going to love you.”

It was a little early for the L word for your liking, but keeping your pessimistic thoughts to yourself you grab the dress from Brenda.

“You should have seen the way he was looking at you.” She says glancing into the distance as if she was watching us from earlier. “You were glowing after. As if you were floating on a cloud.” She turns towards you to give you a smile.

She wasn’t wrong about you glowing, you were so happy that you actually had a date with Adam tonight. You just hoped you didn’t embarrass yourself in front of him.

“I can do your makeup, your hair.” Brenda offers looking to you as if you were her Barbie doll.

“You think I need some makeup?” You asks glancing towards the mirror in her room and checking yourself out.

“Honey, everyone needs to look nice during a date. I also know it’s been a while, your ex hated you to wear makeup. Controlling piece of shit.”

She was right, it had been a while since you’ve actually wore any kind of makeup, you were out of practice. The night you met Adam you didn’t wear any makeup either.

“Okay, nothing to slutty.” You answer glancing towards Brenda.

She ushers you to her vanity mirror, having you take a seat you watch her as she wears a grin upon her face and begins to doll you up for the night.

Once she’s finished she looks to you with a smile, patting herself on the back. “Damn I’m good.” She adds.

“You should have finished cosmetology school.” You answer playing with the hem of the dress.

“They were bitches, it’s not normal for me to meet other women who are bitchier than me.” She answers, moving your hand from the hem of the dress she eyes you from top to bottom.

“Here, I’m gonna let you borrow some heels.” She says walking into her closet. She returns with a pair of black wedges. “These will be much more comfortable.”

“Thanks.” You swallow your nerves down and slip into the wedges.

“Just remember to have fun.” She rubs your shoulder before leading you to the door and pushing you out.

“Go, be with your Prince Charming.” She says.

* * *

The taxi drops you off in the front of Essex, people turning towards you, others not saying a word. Looking around the front you don’t see Adam anywhere.

Could he have stood you up? Were you early?

Grabbing your phone to check the time you scratch that off the list, it was time and Adam was no where to be seen.

Your heart sinks knowing he stood you up. Letting out a shaky sigh, you click on Brenda’s number to give her a call.

Listening to the ring back hoping to God she answers, she answers on the second ring. “Why are you calling me? I thought you would be sucking face with him by now.”

“He stood me up.” You answer feeling the dam break and beginning to cry. “I thought he would be different.” You sob into the phone.

“Hey, it’s okay. Shh, you’re okay. Maybe we can get some pizza and ice cream and say fuck all the men out here.”

You hear someone say your name from behind you, turning you’re met with Adam. His eyes widen when he notices that you’re crying.

“Hey? Are you okay?” He asks.

“Oh my God, he’s here.” You gasp into the phone.

“Fuck, what was he thinking? Making you wait like that?” Brenda asks in anger.

Without answering Brenda, you hang up and clutch onto the mobile; tightening within your fist.

“Why are you crying?” Adam asks stepping closer towards you, using his thumb he rubs the tears from your cheeks.

“I thought you stood me up.” You answer trying to calm down your crying. The tears that were once from sadness change into tears of embarrassment. Looking down towards the sidewalk you try to hide your face from him.

“I was waiting inside for our table.” He answerstouching your chin to lift your face to look into your eyes. “I would never stand you up.” He says gently.

“You promise?” You ask knowing it sounds childish but after being hurt it was hard to trust anyone’s word.

“Of course, I promise.” He answers softly, cupping the back of your head he kisses your forehead.

The gesture itself wanted you to burst into tears and tear off his clothes all at once. Pulling back to look into his eyes; you’re met with gentleness and honesty, something you haven’t seen in a long time.

“Are you going to be okay to eat? We could head back to my place and have some take out?” He asks making sure you were okay.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” You answer honestly. “I’ve been thinking about this since lunch.” You answer.

He smiles. “So have I.” He leads you into the restaurant where many people are having their own conversations. Leading you towards the back window, he pulls out the chair for you to sit.

“Thank you.” This was so different to you, your ex never treated you like this. Adam is patient, gentle and most important he’s kind.

“You’re very welcome.” He says helping to push the chair up once you’ve taken your seat. Sitting in front of you his eyes roam your face before shaking his head. “ I feel like we should do this again. It didn’t go the way I wanted it to go. I found you crying and it makes me feel like a bit of an asshole.” He says scrunching his eyebrows together.

“We can pretend it never happened.” You answer. “Let’s say, I just came in from the door and asked for our table.” You begin.

He eyes you with a small smirk and goes along. “The waitress leads you over to the table; where I notice you in that very beautiful dress.” He stops to stare at you again. “I stand up to help you sit and I take my seat once the lady is seated comfortably.” He gestures to the both of your positions.

“That’s where we are now.” You finish with a smile.

“Back to the dress.” He eyes the material once again. “You look beautiful.” 

A smile appears upon your face. “Thank you, you look very handsome yourself.” 

He blushes softly before grabbing the menu.

“You said you’ve never been here before. Well I’d recommend the scallops over risotto they’re amazing but if you’re vegan then there’s the vegan bolognese. I can’t tell you how it is but I’m sure it’s good.” He smiles towards you. 

He changed the subject which meant a couple things for you. 1, Adam didn’t think himself attractive. Which is a damn shame, he looks like a Greek god. 2, he’s not used to getting compliments which again is a damn shame. 3, you were going to make sure to always give him compliments every time you see him. 

“Either one sounds good, I’m starved.” You answer with a smirks. “What are you planning on having?”

“I was thinking about trying the Salmon, I’m not to sure. Their stake is also amazing.” He points to the menu.

You want to get to know him, you could care less what he eats. Except maybe for you...

Your whole goal for the night was to learn more about him and possibly ride his dick.

The waitress comes by taking your orders, Adam must come here a often since the waitress was calling him by his name. She also could know him in other-

Let’s not go there. He’s on a date with you, get your head in the game and focus on the handsome man before you. You give yourself a pep talk before focusing back on Adam.

“So tell me about yourself.” You start.

“Shit, I’m not very good at this.” He says chuckling at himself before looking down to the table. Glancing up towards you he loses the grin and takes a breath.

“Either am I.” You start. 

“I want to be; for you.” He adds. “I’m a recovering alcoholic, I was once a large drunk mess until one day I said no more. I’ve been in AA for a few years and well they’ve kinda become family to me.” He takes a shaky breath. “I’ve been in a few serious relationships but they both ended up leaving me high and dry. They both took me for granted which I wish I would have seen coming.” He stops and takes a large chug of the water the waitress brought.

“We have a lot more in common then I thought.” You comment lifting your glass and giving the bottom of his glass a light cheers.

“Tell me about yourself.” He says sounding as if he was pleading so he wouldn’t have to talk about himself any longer.

“I was in a very long serious relationship. He uh, he broke my heart. Actually he broke all of me. My spirit, my soul. I’ve been spending weeks on trying to find myself again but I think... I think I’ve lost her.” You answer feeling tears forming. “He made me form into the person I wasn’t, I thought this girl that I’ve become was actually who I am but it was what he wanted. I pushed people away, I didn’t talk to my dad for a year and I’m still trying to rekindle our relationship.” You stop and look into his eyes. “I’m a mess.” You finish brushing the single tear from your cheek.

He grabs your free hand and leans in to give the top of your hand a gentle kiss. “I enjoy myself a little bit of chaos.” 

Sold, the bidding was through. You no longer needed anything else to make the man look good, the fact that he still wants you in his life with your shit show of a life was a done deal for you.

The waitress brings the both of your meals. Adam and you continue to talk during your meal. 

He shares a few stories about himself and when he started acting. You share a few stories that you knew he would laugh about, which luckily he did.

When the both of you finish eating, he asks if you want to head back to his place to continue the date. Of course you agree, not really wanting to end the night just yet.

He opens the door to his apartment and leads you inside. You remember the layout very well, this time you’re sober.

You both continue talking about yourselves, sharing deeper stories and gently touching hands.

“I have never told anyone these stories.” He says letting out a sigh before gently touching your cheek. “You some how make me want to share everything with you.”

“I feel the same way.” It was true, after your ex you never thought you could open up to another man again. Adam was kind, different than the way your ex treated you.Adam even asked to find where your ex lives so he could kick his ass. A sweet, tempting offer on Adam’s part.  


You wouldn’t need him todo anything like that for you, this time it feels different.  Adam made you feel good, made you feel alive again.

Without thinking you lean in and kiss his amazing full lips. Adam doesn’t hesitate, pulling you closer and devouring your mouth as if his life depended on it.

Pulling back for much needed breath he stares into your eyes. You could feel your pussy begging to be touched, needing attention. 

“I hope you saved some room for dessert.” You whisper leaning in, his larger hand still holding onto yours. “Cause I’m the dessert for the night.” You knew it was vulgar and so unlike you. You hope you didn’t cross a line.

He stares into your eyes before biting his bottom lip. “Yes ma’am.” He leans into you again capturing your lips in a rough kiss. The kiss was to show dominance, he bites your bottom lip and pulls it as far as it can go until he lets go making your bottom lip snap back into place.

You moan wanting more of his mouth, his rough kisses lower down to your neck, nibbling tiny bite marks against your sensitive skin. He licks the bites he left trying to ease the light stinging from the fresh marks.

He slowly moves down to you clavicle, continuing to bite and lick. Lower now, he stops by the lace of the dress. He eyes you and bites his lip. “Do you like this dress?” He asks.

“I do, I’m also borrowing it.” You answer.

“Then I’m not ripping it off your body.” He smirks before running his large hands along your body. Lips meeting yours in a hungry kiss.

Dear God in heaven, could he physically rip this dress from your body? Was he that strong that he could tear the material to shreds with just his hands?

Something inside you wanted to say “fuck the dress, rip it off of me”, but The dress belongs to Brenda so he would have to behave... for now.

“Please Adam, I want you.” You beg.

“Already begging?” He asks pulling back and eyes you. His face going serious as he lifts his hand and begins to tsk towards you. “I haven’t told you to beg yet.” He adds. “Either be a good girl or I’ll punish you.” He warns gently.

You nod softly and keep your mouth closed. You don’t remember if this was how it was the first time you slept with him, you’ve always just been plain vanilla all your life.  Girl friends poking fun at you about how boring your sex life was. It wasn’t your fault you enjoyed simple sex. You never wanted to explore the possible verities; until Adam.

If Adam wants you to bend like Gumby and fuck you upside down then damn it, you would do anything to get into the position and take what he wanted.

“Let’s take this dress off.” He says pulling you out of thought. Nodding he lets you stand and begin to strip into your bra and panties. Tossing the dress to the side he pulls you towards him and kisses your chest.

Moving his hand behind your back he unhooks the bra with the one hand and pulls the material from your shoulders with the other hand.

“I think.” He kisses you again. “I like.” Mouth moving down to your nipple. “You sober.” He says with his mouthful. His eyes meeting yours while he sucks your nipple.

Holy fuck, the need to have him inside of you grows into an uncomfortable desire. You were a patient person but this was killing you. Didn’t he realize what he does to you?

“I think.” You kiss his lips. “I like being sober to.” You answer as you run your fingers through his hair. 

You wished you hadn’t drank so much that night, you wished you remembered how he was. The way he’s making you feel know, you knew he has to be amazing. Those multiple orgasms were also a dead ringer.

“I think we’ve waited long enough.” He says grabbing the fistful of your panties and ripping them from your body. “Be a good girl and lay on the couch.” He says softly tossing the material somewhere behind the couch.

If it wasn’t for him telling you to do something you would have remained kneeling on the couch in shock. He ripped the material to shreds, with one strong pull and one large hand.

You could fall to the ground if you weren’t laying on the couch. You lay completely naked, waiting for him to touch you. For him to even say another word.

“Good girl, you’re a fast learner.” He comments. “Open your legs, let me see that pretty little pussy.” He orders.

Following his command, you open your legs and wait for him to make the next move.

“Close your eyes. I want to to feel what I’m giving you next.” He says with a smirk.

Closing your eyes you silently beg for him to touch you, needed his touch. Wanting to feel his fingers enter you.

Taking a shaky breath you listen to the sound of him standing from the couch, material being pulled off; landing on the side of the couchthen the unrecognizable sound of unzipping jeans and a groan as he strokes his cock. He was getting naked, damn it you wanted to look. Wanted to see the beauty of his body.

Using your other senses you can feel him kneel on the couch once again, his breath hitching before feeling his tongue slide along your wet slit.

“Oh shit.” You shout in surprise, knowing you were supposed to remain quiet you smack your hand over your lips and use your other hand to grab onto the couch cushion beneath you.

“Naughty girl.” He says pulling back. A slap on your wanting pussy causes another silent shout of surprise to escape. “What did I say?” He asks.

Pulling your shaky hand back you lick your now dry lips. “You told me not to beg.” You answer. “I technically didn’t beg.” You add.

Another smack meets your pussy lips. “That was for giving me sass.” He says. “I don’t want you speaking unless I tell you to.” He orders.

You nod silently.

“I don’t even want to hear one moan come out of you. Not until I tell you to.” He says before licking your tummy.

Kissing down your tummy his lips move further down, kissing your inner left thigh and repeating on the inner right thigh. Moving the hand you had clutching to the couch into his hair, you try desperately to have his lips meet your center.

He pauses far to excruciating long for your liking until his mouth devours your needy pussy.

Adam’s tongue licked a long stripe up your pussy lips. The hand in his hair tightened as your legs spread wider to get him closer, Adam hooking them onto his shoulders.

The sound of his tongue flicking over your clit, sucking the throbbing nub into his mouth and low humming from him almost pulls you over the edge.

Damn it, how embarrassing. He had just started and you so close to cumming on his lips.

“Look at me.” He demands.

About time. You want to say before meeting his eyes. The sight of him eating you out was so fucking sexy. He pulls back to lick his lips, the glistening from your juices smeared along his chin.

“You taste so fucking good.” He says licking some of your juices from his lips. “You want more?” He asks.

Knowing you couldn’t form coherent words, you nod quickly needing more from him. Wanting everything he could give you.

Without another word his tongue probes deep into your core, causing your back to arch. He places a hand up to tease at your sensitive clit, fingers pinching just slightly as his tongue begins fucking in and out of you. 

You want to moan, cry out and beg for more but you knew better then opening your mouth.

He must have sensed it or seen the need from your facial expressions. He pulls back quickly, your wetness along his lips. “Let me hear you.” He says before pressing his face even farther into your folds so that his tongue was deep inside of you and his nose was rubbing your clit.

You moan freely now, the sounds coming from you were unrecognizable. Letting the rhythm of his tongue plunging in and out and his nose rubbing back and forth along your clit pulls you over the edge.

You sit up, moaning curse words and screaming his name all in one long cry. He watches you through your peak, a smirk playing along his beautiful face.

He works you through your first orgasm of the night, pulling back from his handy work he smirks towards you.

“I hope you know we’re not done yet.” He comments.

Closing your eyes you lay back down against the couch and hold up your index finger silently asking for a time out.

“Just.” You pant. “Let me.” Using your other hand to wipe the back of your arm against your forehead. “Catch my breath.”

He pulls you close to claim your lips with his, the taste of yourself lingering on his tongue. Pulling you from your position, he lifts you up and helps you straddle him.

He pulls back panting for breath, his dark eyes watching you. Trying to read your mind, he was checking to make sure you were positive about having sex.

“I-“

“Adam, I don’t want you thinking I’m not wanting this. Cause I am.” You smile. “I’m going to remember it this time.” You add.

“Good, I’ve been thinking about our first night together. I swear it was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“Maybe we could beat that night.” You shrug.

Adam leans over slighting to the right, opening a drawer to a table stand he pulls out a condom.

“I was just about to ask.” You add.

“Well last time you repeated how you were afraid to get pregnant.” He smiles.

“Not the fear of getting pregnant, I think it’s mostly the fact that I’m not ready to be a mother.” You answer.

“Makes all the sense.” Ripping the foil, he rolls the condom onto his large cock. Grabbing your hips he guides you until your cunt hovers over his wanting cock.

“You want this cock?” He asks meeting your eyes.

You nod softly not sure if you’re supposed to speak.

“You can answer.” He clarifies.

“Yes.” You answer gently.

“I couldn’t hear you. Do you want his cock?” He asks raising his voice slightly.

“Yes.” You repeat louder then before.

“Yes, what?”

This man was going to be the death of you. His large hands tighten their grip on your hips. He wouldn’t say it out loud but you knew he was needy for you too.

“Yes, I want your cock.” You answer.

“Beg for it.” He demands.

“Please.” 

“Fucking beg for it!” He shouts.

“Please Adam, I need you to fuck me.” You moan with need. “I need to feel your thick cock inside of me.”

He claims your lips in a hungry kiss, guiding his cock to your soaked cunt; he plunges deep into your needy channel.

The stinging of his girth from splitting you open leaves you breathless with a silent gasp. Grabbing onto his thick black hair you pull tightly.

“Fuck. You’re tighter then you were the other night.” He comments. 

Lifting you by your ass he begins to ease you to the tip of his cock and slowly lowering you back down. Adam sucks your nipple into his mouth as he repeats his gentle pleasure.

He was being gentle to help you get used to him but you wanted more. You wanted him to fuck you until you couldn’t walk tomorrow. You want him to pound you into the damn couch.

“Please.” You decide to let the word slip from your lips. Knowing the consequences of speaking out of term, you know to expect a spanking.

Adam lets your nipple go with a pop and eyes you. “Did I tell you to speak?” He asks.

“No, but I want you to ruin me.” You answer and continue to speak. “I need you to wreck my pussy.” 

“Fuck.” He growls, grasping tighter to your ass he leans in to bite your neck.

His teeth dig deep into your skin, the pain causing you to gasp and moan in pleasure. Adam pulls back to look at the mark on your skin. His tongue tracing the teeth indents.

“You want me to fuck you hard?” He asks.

“Yes.” You answer.

“You’re gonna wish you never asked me to do that.”

“Prove it.” Answering with a smirk, you bite your bottom lip. “Make me regret asking.”

He lifts his hand and spanks your right ass cheek. “That’s for speaking without permission.”

“Thank you sir, may I have another.” You ask with a giggle.

His hand meet your ass once again with more force then before. “You like being punished, don’t you?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good.” He pulls you toward him. Lips claiming yours, tongues fighting for dominance. He pulls back. “You better keep any noise from coming out. I’ll let you know when you can make a sound.”

“Yes sir.”

“Starting now.” He says spanking you once again.

Looping his arms from behind your back and grabbing onto your shoulders he slams you onto his lap, repeating the brutal pace. The sound of your bodies smacking together echoing his living room.

He fucks you hard and forcefully, making the world around you drift away. It was only you and him, locked together in the moment, sharing the ecstasy.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, your upper bodies were molded together making sure you keep yourself close as he pounds you into oblivion.

Adam increases his pace, his thrusts punctuating with more emphasis as he slams against your cervix.

He was right when he said you would have regretted asking him, you wouldn’t tell him of course but how he moves his body with yours. The sheer pleasure his cock, lips and hands have brought to you in these last few minutes will be the best damn minutes of your life.

Throwing your head back with the amazing mixture of slight pain and intense pleasure overwhelms you and has you lost with euphoria.

A low moan escapes Adam’s lips making you shudder. Moving your head back down you realize he was watching you, face a shade of red from the need to cum.

“Are... are you close?” He asks. “You feel like you are. Your pussy walls are starting to squeeze my cock.”  He bites his lip, holding your gaze.   


Has he been watching you in silence the entire time? Just the thought of him watching you on the verge of coming undone brings a whimper to escape you.

“I’m close.” You answer with a nod.

Adam shifts his hips and pounds harder, slamming repeatedly into your g-spot. You don’t know if you could take anymore, the pleasure is overwhelming. Your body begins to tighten, breathing slows until you’re practically gasping for air.

“Oh....oh fuck.” You cry aloud. Eyes remaining on his, tears begin to sting your eyes. You were on the brink of orgasm, clutching onto his shoulders for leverage from the spectacular force of his hips.

“Fucking cum for me.” He says with his voice deep and cracking with need.

The sound of his voice breaking is just the push you needed. You cum harder then you ever have before, screaming incoherently until your throat feels like it’s split open and raw.

Adam slams harder within you, wrapping his arms around your waist holding you closer to him. He grunts and groans as he falls into ecstasy, shooting his load into the condom.

Once the both of you start to come down from your high, Adam kisses you gently before resting his forehead against yours. Meeting his eyes, a large smile appears on his lips.

“So, do you regret it?” He asks pulling back to look into your eyes.

“Not even a little.” You answer matching his large smile.

“Those tear stains say otherwise.” He comments placing his hand on each side of your cheeks and wipes the mascara stained tears from your cheeks.

“Those tear stains mean you did exactly what I wanted. They were good tears, happy actually.” You explain.

“Okay, I’ll give you that. Also, I think you were right.” He gives a quick kiss to the tip of your nose. “We definitely beat our first time.” He adds.

“Maybe we can do it again.” You suggest gently using your fingertips to touch his collarbone.

“Now?” He asks wiping away the sweat from his forehead.

The thought was tempting, having Adam’s hand on your body, trying to pull you closer to his body. Working you up and down his cock, your breathy moans mingling into one as he pushes you to the edge over and over again.

“Not right now, I’ll give you five minutes.” You smile moving off his body.

“You must think I’m a robot.” He says with a Cheshire grin on his face.

“I thought I saw sparks flying while I was cumming.” You shrug your shoulder and chuckle.

“That’s what we call fireworks. I made you cum so hard you saw fireworks.” He sits up on the couch and watches you walk away from the couch in your birthday suit.

“No, I’m still saying you’re a robot.” You answer walking to the kitchen and grabbing a cup; filling it with water.

Taking a drink of the water he silently asks for the same glass to have a drink. Lending it towards him, he takes the cup and drinks the rest of the water.

“For that I’m only going to give you two minutes now.” You joke taking the glass from his hands and filling it up with more water.

“How about I charm you for a while.” He bargains.

Charm you? What kind of things could he do or say to you that would make you fall further into feeling with this man?

“Okay, I’ll bite. You better make it good or the times continues to lower.” You raise an eyebrow and give him a pearly smile.

He kneels on the couch, taking your hand within his. Kissing the top of your hand he meets your eyes. “That was the best dessert I’ve ever had.” He licks his lips.

“You play dirty.” You squint your eyes before giving him another smile. “I like it.” You add.

Adam continues to kiss the top of your hand.

“I’ll give you about 15 minutes to recharge.” You wink before leaning in to give him a kiss.

“Could I get seconds on the dessert?” He asks, his hand moving to your center and cupping your sore sex.

“Baby, you can have as much as you want.” You answer.

He licks his lips and kisses you once again. The man was going to be the death of you, but damn would it be an amazing way to go.


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